One of his better parodies

This is definitely one of Weird Al's funnier parody's. For those who don't know this is a take on Chamillionaire's track Ridin' Dirty.



The First Milestones

While it didn't feel that way while we were going through it... the first six weeks have gone by in a the blink of an eye. Last week J was greeted by his first broad gummy smile from our little Miss and she's been cracking me up nightly smiling and imitating nursing in her sleep. At almost 11lbs and 22 1/2" she had my midwife saying that I must have "tiger's milk" because Moo is developing so beautifully. We really do have to give thanks that we stayed sane and just continuing praying that we'll keep it together in the days and months to come!

The Ultimate Job

Your ultimate job as a mother is to prepare your children to leave you. Parenting Magazine (Sep 2006)

Parenting is definitely the ultimate job, but while I agree with that statement, I've got to add that preparing your child to stand on their own two feet should be the biggest job for both parents. I remember about two weeks before my Mom passed away we were having our weekly Sunday telephone conversation (I was away at university) and she said, "You know what? I can go now. I've seen you through the worst." Naturally I scoffed at her for being morbid. But as I hold our Milk Monster and pump her legs to help her work out her gas, I see what all those 'life lessons' my Mom liked to impart were about. They ranged from ones handed down from her own mother like "Don't be afraid of anyone because everyone puts on their underwear one foot at a time" to mainstays like "Those who know better, do better." And now I'm glad that I'd started writing them down in a little Quote Book along with other meaningful sayings.

What's sad is that some parents don't seem to take that job to heart. Or maybe they don't see that coddling their child or demanding to be involved in every last facet of their child's life might unwittingly make the child dependent on them and unable to survive - or perhaps just make good decisions on their own. Then again, a five year old does need its parents to be involved in every fact of their life. So while many parents are agonizing over, "How do I let my child go?" there's also, "When do I let my child go."

Luckily for me, while we do have to financially start planning to see Moo out the house aka send her to college, I do have to deal with the emotional side of that question for a good many years to come.

How you may ask? By breastfe- er, nursing of course. According to an article in Tuesday's Gleaner: "Mothers who breastfeed their babies for up to six months or more are less likely to to raise children who are psychopaths, according to Dr. Eva Lewis-Fuller, director of family health services in the Ministry of Health." So let me just take time out to pat myself and all the other nursing moms out there on the back :)

Picture madness

They say these months go by very fast... so J and I are determined to photograph all the precious moments we can. Mind you, most of the pics we have so far are of the Milk Monster sleeping but we've managed to squeeze in a few awake pics as well.

http://www.pbase.com/slybabyk/maelynn

Enjoy.

Greetings from the couch

"I haven't done laundry in two weeks - unheard of! I load the dishwasher every 2 to 3 days - madness! The bed hasn't been made for God-He-knows-how-long - scandalous. But I guess this is the life for now..." - 1/9/06 Email to my Aunt P

Adjusting to life with a newborn baby apparently has a lot to do with things other than changing diapers, burping, lack of sleep and breastfeeding (or nursing for the squimish amongst us). At least I've figured out why at the beginning of the second week I did not wake up even when Moo was wailing at the top of her lungs during the night. I felt like such a horrible mother, but after talking to my friend who has a 2 month old son, we found out that I was doing too much during the day and tiring myself out. (Thanks Dee!) The remedy: less housework, more naps. Much easier said than done!

I'm even getting the hang of waking up every two hours during the night to brea- sorry, nurse but you wouldn't believe how hard it is to just stack the dishes in the sink and not wash them, or cut my eye after the vaccuum cleaner, or ignore the rumpled bedspread. But although I was skeptical, I can see where forcing myself to ignore some of the housework things is paying off - I really am starting to manage getting up multiple times in the middle of the night. There are lots of other adjustments to be made but J and I are taking it in stride. We're also taking heart in the fact that we're already half way to the 6 week mark... which will be half way to the 3 month start (when colic aka fussy baby, should stop).

So we're going to keep on taking this one feeding at a time (that's how my day is broken down now - into 2 to 3 hour slots!) and snapping those photos and videos to preserve these first moments and days.